Carlo Carretto who burnt his address book, left Catholic Action and set out for the Desert. Carlo Carretto, the son of poor Italian peasants. Carlo Carretto, the great and inspired spiritual writer. Here he is again, mature but outrageous as ever, as outrageous as Jesus of Nazareth. He gives us his own story and along with it his prayers and his help. The desert - the real desert, the one made out of jackal howls and starry nights - was the place of my encounter with God. No longer did I wish to discuss him. I wanted to know him. I sought the God of all seven days of the week, not the God of Sunday. It was not hard because he was there ready waiting for me. And I found him. And this is why I say with joy, and dare to testify to my brothers and sisters in the Spirit: I sought and I found.